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mid-october...sunny sunday afternoon...a friend and I decided to hit south beach an soak some sandeels...we walked down around the point about 1/4-1/2 mile...we set up spikes and baited our hooks..tossed the offerings seaward....blue after blue about 3-5lbs were caught and tossed back....after abit I refused to stand up an cast..so sitting in the sand the bait flew out..fish came in sitting on my butt..life was good...untill... another little blue hit...as I was reeling it in, it just stopped??? wth....were fishing in 10 feet of water..pure sand on the bottom,,no hang's anywhere...at this point I stood up and gave the 11' lami...650 penn a yank...nothing..dead stop? then the line started to go left like it was tide to the bumper of a truck that was in first gear going down the road by itself...the spool was going click-click-click as the line was leaving the spool...still standing in the same spot, the spool was now half gone...looked at my friend and said I'll be back,going to walk this one down...well! half way back to the point was another guy fishing bottom...over top of him I go with the fish still pulling and not a turn of the handle yet....got to the point and ran out of sand to follow the fish[[han't seen the fish yet]]so there I was with no where to go, watching the line slowly vanish off the spool...whatever it was ,was heading across the channel straight for north beach.I looked down to see about 4 wraps of line left...think it's going to blow, I cupped my hand over the spool waiting for the bang as the line snapped...but as thing's never go the way u think..I stopped the fished..no sheet I'm thinking..battles not lost yet..as I slowlly pumped the rod and turned the handle about 4 times..I felt that sinking feeling of the hook pulling out[more like a tearing?]..stood there saying dang that was a gooden....reeling the line back in, to my supprise the rig came up the sand..but something odd on the hook...it was now getting dark and couldn't see what the heck it was...put it in my bait bag till mornin I thought where I could see it better...that next day I looked...green-blue-white..then I flipped a flap of meat over to see the lower jaw bone of a blue...pulled the side of the face of the bluefish right off in the battle.....What ate the blue?? I'll never know..never saw it. that was 12 years ago.